"I should have helped you sooner." I sob, openly, unable to hold back at all, despite my best efforts.

I pull back slightly, not letting go of him, just far enough to look at him, meet his eyes with my own teary ones.

"I love you so much." I gasp, I choke, I swallow hard. "I thought you wanted to leave me after... after I finally got you back. And I..." Tremble, shake. "You were so cold and distant, and I tried. I tried so hard to reach you but you kept turning away..."